I hope someday you will join us

it is such a weird feeling when you listen to music that reminds you of a certain time. music that you were either listening to... or has a vibe... or the lyrics remind you of the past. oh god it makes me shudder. i listened to some cds lately that i havent touched in ages and it launched me into this reminicsing state of mind and when i close my eyes it is as though i feel like i am there again. i think it proves how powerful music is and really plays such a huge part of the memory process for many people.

i found this compiliation cd i made early last year to play while i made the long commute over to griffith university. such a sweet selection of songs, im pretty impressed: its got a bit of beck, some pj, a little fiona apple, jeff buckly... all nice and cuisey stuff. i hear it now and i feel like jumping on a bus and just riding away. takes me back to when i would go everday to this place to learn and not know anyone, where its so easy to feel lost and alone, or if you find the people that are right for you, it is so welcoming and energising. i also started listening to "hard candy" by counting crows again. i bought the cd for the ski trip back in grade 11. when i close my eyes and have 'holiday in spain' going, i feel like im on the coach in the early hours of the morning, with the steady vibration of the bus under me and feeling like no one else is awake, or sitting sipping hot chocolate watching the skiiers go by at perisher.

i just love how it feels. it leaves me strangely uneased, but still feeling content. i think about how it will be like when im say 80 years old and listening to the music of all my years and all the memories that would be connected to them. i hope if that happens i will feel content with what i have done and where i find myself.

I may take a holiday in Spain

Leave my wings behind me

Drive this little girl insane

And fly away to someone new

Everybody's gone

They left the television screaming that the radio's on

Someone stole my shoes

But there's a couple of bananas and a bottle of booze

Oh, well happy new year's baby

We could probably fix it if we clean it up all day

Or we could simply pack our bags

And catch a plane to Barcelona 'cause this city's a drag